Sometimes… and somewhere
You know as your days go by, just a normal day… sometimes there are moments that makes you miss your old group of friends. As you walk in a familiar path going somewhere, you remember the laughs of your “dorotheas” and suddenly their laughter felt near in your ears once again.
Aside from that, you remember your own smile. The smile from your youth, the smile that was so genuine. I miss the times that were kind of good, okay let’s not lie… when times were indeed good & fun. I do not know if it’s just adulthood or I just lost my spark somewhere in between.
Thinking of the good old times, especially when I was in high school, it was full of life & hope.
I miss myself; I miss the times when I was comfortable of who I am, when I was proud of who I am.
As you enter the adulthood, sometimes the colors fade. Sometimes the colors will only be in the shades of gray, black and white.
So, as you walk along in this path, did something change this time? Are you still with your group of friends laughing and having conversations while walking?
Or, are you now alone and just reminiscing their smiles and laughter?
Either way, I just know for myself that I can no longer be in that same place again. Be that me again. So, I walked away because I know that version of myself was truly happy during those times and I hope that my dorotheas are happy until now as well.
